Clean Sweep



clean-sweepSometimes the little joys of life can be as small as a speck of dust that is brisked away into a pan at your feet.  It was another good day today, when my body felt relatively at peace and my mind thought it was long past due for a clean sweep!  Granted it would have been easier to ask one of my non-orthostatically-challenged family members to take the broom and sweep my dust magnet of a bedroom floor.  But it wasn’t about being efficient, after all taking my time doing anything is more about what I am doing rather than the time that I spend doing it.

So I crawled down off of my bed and crouched on the floor.  The little blue dust pan and hand held broom was conveniently tucked away underneath my bedside table.  How convenient!  Perhaps the universe was in agreement that we had reached DEFCON 1 by way of the allergen alert.  A quick glance around the room to plot my strategic path and I was underway.  Slowly creeping, crouch by crouch, sweeping and sliding around the pseudo hard wood floors.  My dogs were excited to have me up and about, though seemingly terrified as I would gather up their puppy toys in what must have appeared a code 459.

In my younger high-tech days my idea of housekeeping was to write a check to the agency or individual who was helping me with the house.  In fact each of us, after I had to leave my livelihood, has had to learn what it means to keep a home tidy … ok maybe not tidy but at least sanitary to the extent it is bug and rodent free!  After all I do have two adolescents still living at home and clutter seems to be a genetic trait to those growing years.

I took my time around the room and stayed present to all of the debris and dust bunnies being gathered.  My mind wandered only briefly to wonder why we didn’t have a recycle plan for dust as we do for paper and plastics?  We must be able to make something useful from dust.  Lawn mulch?  Plaster mix?  Insulation material?  As you can judge by the  quantity alluded, it had indeed been a long time since I had last swept!

I know it is a little thing, and certainly not deserving of a fan fare.  But hey, I can now turn on my FAN without concern of starting the big dust bowl of 2009.  So this morning I was able to make a clean sweep.  Maybe if Grace willing later today I can take out the trash!

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